Grandma called me in from the yard. “Would you please go to the store for me? I’m ready to makecakes, and there isn’t enough yeast ( 酵母 ). Take a quarter from my little change 1 .” I found Grandma’s wallet and put the quarter in my pocket. I was soon in the little general store that 2 our farming community. “Mr. Jenkins,” I said, “Grandma needs some yeast.” Mr. Jenkins set three cakes of yeast on the counter. His eyes shone, and he 3 at me. “And what else do you need?” I knew what he meant. I was always allowed to pick a penny candy when I came to the store with Grandma. “How much 4 do I have from a quarter?” I asked. “Seven cents.” Mr. Jenkins replied. I thought 5 that quickly. I would have a nickel and two pennies back.I was sure Grandma wouldn’t 6 if I spent one penny. and if she were here, she might even say I could have them both. The 7 I looked at the candy display, the more certain I became that I needed two pennies’ worth as a reward for coming to the store alone. And I did so. “Thank you,” Grandma said when I 8 the yeast on the table. “Did you put the change back in my wallet?” “Yes, Grandma.” I replied, hurrying out to the yard. “I hadn’t really lied to Grandma,” I argued with myself. “I did 9 all the change I had.” But I had 10 two pennies without Grandma’s permission( 允 许 ). The second piece of candy in my pocket didn’t sound like a good idea any more. I knew I had lied to Grandma, and I was 11 about it. Grandma loved me so much that I couldn’t bear to keep anything from her. 12 Grandma took the hot cakes from the oven, I told her about the candy. She 13 when I finished my story. “I know just 14 you feel,” she said. “We all feel like that when we’ve done 15 deceitful ( 欺 骗 的 ). I’m glad you told me about the pennies, and of course I’ll forgive you.” Grandma hugged me tight, and suddenly I felt as though a big stone was gone from my stomach.